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Don’t Make Yunel Angry: “I say from now on, the Braves schedule a short pre-game news conference. Chipper can run out, call Escobar a big baby and say something disparaging about his mother or his dog or his haircut, and that’ll be that.”

And there you have it. Now on with the weekend.)

It’s beginning to look a lot like summer here in New England.

While the rest of the country has enjoyed warm sunny weather for the past couple of weeks — with the exception of Alaska, perhaps, and parts of northern Minnesota — it’s only in the past few days that Bahstan and the close-by ‘burbs have seen anything remotely resembling summer. As it turns out, when it doesn’t rain, it doesn’t pour, either — today, the mercury topped out in the mid-eighties in an afternoon that felt like it was stolen from a Carolina July.

“Soon enough, we’ll be flashing the leather, swinging the lumber, sliding and diving and playing strong up the middle.”

Minus the humidity. And the barbecue. Also, we didn’t sit on the porch all afternoon sipping sweet tea and declaring that we were “feelin’ the vapahs”.

Of course, when the weather finally thaws around here, a not-so-young man’s thoughts turn to just one thing.

Well, okay, fine. Two things. But my wife says I’m not allowed to look at one of them any more. So let’s focus on the other.

Namely, softball.

Our summertime softball league hasn’t started up yet — but it won’t be long now. Soon enough, we’ll be flashing the leather, swinging the lumber, sliding and diving and playing strong up the middle.

But like I said, I’m not allowed to think about that sort of thing. So meanwhile, we’ll be playing softball soon, too. Let’s talk about that.

Or rather, let’s take a look at years past when I’ve talked about the softball team. Not every post, of course, because there are quite a few. Instead, let’s re-celebrate this same time of year, when the sun is shining, the aluminum bats are pinging, and we’re all making fools of ourselves on the field as an excuse to drink a few beers on Sunday afternoon. Ah, softball. How I’ve missed you.

And the other thing, too. Just don’t tell the missus. Instead, let’s have a look at those posts: